"I have taught you the mental method of flying with a sword. However, with your current level of cultivation, you cannot use it yet. Only by breaking through to the Huang level and understanding the heart of martial arts can you use the method of flying with a sword."
After imparting the inner technique to Zou Hao, Zi Xiyao withdrew her hand.
She briefly explained to Zou Hao that not all the qi of swordsmanship can perform sword flying, only the qi of the Heavenly Sword can, and the cultivation level must break through to the Huang level.
Only the outsiders of the Yellow Class level can understand the world and let the inner energy in the body have a trace of spirituality.
And this spirituality is the most important part of flying with a sword.
In addition, there is one thing Zi Xiyao has not said, that is, the practice of flying with a sword is very difficult. Even with her talent, it took her nearly a year to barely learn it.
Sword flying.
Zou Hao's eyes were still closed and did not open.
The moment he obtained the mental method, he began to practice crazily in his mental martial arts. After about three breaths, his eyes opened.
With a move of his fingertips, a sword light condensed and formed in front of Zou Hao's body. The slightly golden sword light exuded an extremely powerful edge.
With a thought in his heart, the sword light instantly turned into a stream of light and flew towards the soles of his feet. Zou Hao's figure only rose up slightly. The next moment, the sword light was already carrying him flying into the distance.
The night sky is as fast as lightning.
In terms of speed, it is much faster than the flying sword used by Zi Xiyao.
"No...impossible."
Zi Xiyao was dumbfounded, her eyes filled with disbelief.
Zou Hao's cultivation is only at a high level. How can he comprehend the heart of martial arts? Moreover, Zou Hao's comprehension speed is too fast. This talent is simply more monster than monster.
Above the night sky, Zou Hao was flying as fast as he could, like a meteor that flashed past in the starry sky, leaving behind a trail of afterimages like streams of light in the night sky.
This feeling made Zou Hao enjoy it very much. He couldn't control the flying sword before.
At this moment, he can control everything as he pleases.
This is a very wonderful feeling, looking down at the common people and the earth, as if you are ruling the world.
After flying for about ten breaths, Zou Hao's figure turned into a stream of light and landed at its original position. Everything was so light and calm, giving people an extremely calm feeling.
"Thank you."
Zou Hao sincerely said thank you to Zi Xiyao. This veiled woman really brought him too many benefits.
For him, these benefits are his next greatest capital.
Without these capital, he would not be able to fight against those mysterious and unknown powerful enemies.
"You're welcome, my role is just a guide, everything is due to your own talent and luck."
Zi Xiyao responded softly and looked at Zou Hao curiously.
This boy is really special, possessing such terrifying talents and such unimaginable opportunities. However, this boy has always given people the impression of being so light and indifferent.
This state of mind and determination are definitely not inferior to his talent.
She couldn't feel any trace of arrogance in this boy.
Even if it is just a thank you, it will give people a sincere feeling, and you can clearly feel the sincerity and gratitude.
This is very rare. In the Kunlun Mountains, she has seen too many young people with outstanding talents, and some of them are even more talented than her.
But these people all have one characteristic, and that is arrogance.
The higher the talent, the more arrogant one is.
Maybe some people hide it very well, but Zi Xiyao can see that behind their seemingly peaceful appearance, there is a more aloof arrogance.
But in Zou Hao, this kind of arrogance is completely invisible.
Zou Hao didn't say any more words of thanks. Some things didn't need to be said out loud. It was enough to keep them in mind. As if he was thinking of being a team leader, Zou Hao asked directly: "Can you tell me your name?"
"My name is Zi Xiyao."
Zi Xiyao did not hide her name, but she did not take off the veil covering her face.
Zou Hao asked again: "Is Zihangxing Sect within Kunlun?"
Zou Hao was still very curious about Kunlun.
It was the holy land of martial arts. Almost all the outsiders who entered the martial arts had a very strange psychology towards Kunlun.
It seems that that is the real place for the aliens, the real world of the aliens.
Zou Hao is no exception.
"Um."
Zi Xiyao nodded slightly and said: "Kunlun is one of the three regions with the strongest vitality in the Eastern Region, and it is also the largest region. Almost all powerful sects will establish their sects in Kunlun."
"How many sects are there in Kunlun? Are there many heaven-level experts?"
Zou Hao continued to ask. Naturally, he wanted to know more about a holy place like Kunlun.
Zi Xiyao thought for a moment and said: "There are more than one hundred and sixty sects in Kunlun, among which there are twelve major sects. Each major sect has at least one heaven-level powerhouse. Our Zihangxing
The sect is one of the twelve major sects."
With these words, Zi Xiyao briefly introduced the situation of the sects in Kunlun to Zou Hao, and also explained to Zou Hao the strength of the Zihang Star Sect.
There were also some rumors that Zi Xiyao did not tell.
It is said that there are some mysterious small worlds within Kunlun. Some hidden sects are hidden in those small worlds, and some demonic sects are sealed within those small worlds.
This rumor is related to a martial arts rebellion six hundred years ago. At that time, China could almost be described as a prosperous martial arts era. The power of sects was more than a hundred times that of today, and there were tens of thousands of heaven-level experts.
Things must turn against each other, and that martial arts chaos ultimately severely damaged the vitality of Chinese martial arts.
One by one, powerful sects disappeared before the eyes of the world, one by one, heaven-level experts fell, and countless secrets disappeared in the long river of historical inheritance.
After six hundred years of recovery, Chinese martial arts has only regained some of its vitality.
But compared to the heyday of martial arts six hundred years ago, it was still too weak.
"As expected of the Holy Land of Martial Arts, it is really strong."
Zou Hao didn't know that period of history, but what Zi Xiyao said already amazed him, and he yearned even more for martial arts holy places like Kunlun.
Zou Hao wanted to know more, but at this moment, his eyes suddenly looked to the sea ahead.
Between the dark sea surface, two figures could be vaguely seen flying quickly. They turned out to be Ye Shuang from the Yan group, and Lin Ziyin who had a pure spirit body.